ตอน 11: Chapter 6 Tantrums
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The sudden tragic news crushed the entire Xu family in an instant. The old lady fell into a coma, the old master was also on the verge of collapsing, and Mrs. Wei sobbed uncontrollably holding her son. The rest of them all had tears in their eyes.
The two sergeants delivering the message were heartbroken upon seeing this and the taller one took out 50 taels of silver and placed it on the bed, "Uncle, here are 30 taels allocated by the Imperial Court as consolation money, and the other 20 taels are Vice General Xu's salary for the year. In addition, for his meritorious defense against the enemy, the Imperial Court has granted Xu family exemption from military service, and here is the document." The tall man handed over a document to Xu Zhixin.
The shorter one took out a bunch of loose silver, which also amounted to a bit over 30 taels, "Uncle, this is what we sergeants from our camp have pooled together. It's not much, but keep it for household expenses. Vice General Xu was a fine man, and we all admired him very much."
Xu Zhixin returned the loose silver to the shorter man, "Sergeant, we will accept the consolation from the court, but please keep the money you've all collected. Everyone has a family to feed, and we don't want you to make your own families suffer on our account."
The shorter man insisted on leaving the money, "Brother Xu, those who contributed are mostly without family attachments. Many of us soldiers are orphans with no other prospects but enlisting, with no ties to worry about, and silver is of no use to us."
Xu Zhixin had no choice but to accept the silver. At this moment, the old lady slowly came to, "Oh, my son, how could you bear to leave your parents, wife, and children? You have broken your mother's heart, my dear Yurong." The old lady burst into loud weeping.
Upon seeing her like this, the two soldiers stood up to take their leave, "Uncle, Brother Xu, there's still a lot to handle back at the barracks. Now that we've delivered the items, we won't stay any longer; we bid you farewell." With that, they mounted their horses and rode off.
Xu Zhixin saw the two men out and, after they had gone, returned to the house. "Father, Mother, what should we do now? Since my younger brother's ashes have been sent back, we should bury them promptly to lay him to rest."
The old master waved his hand, "Zhixin, you decide. I can't think of anything at the moment. Just do whatever you think is best."
The old lady, having cried herself out, was just gasping for breath. Mrs. Wei, supported by her son, leaned against the side of the bed cabinet, her body limp. Wencheng and Wenchang, both crying severely, were heaving with sobs. Mrs. Xue, seeing the state of her family, felt sorrowful, "Head of the household, just do whatever you think is necessary; there's nobody else in the house who can take charge. Send word to the town and the county town, to let the third and fourth sons come back home. This is a major event."
Zhixin nodded, "Alright, I'll take care of it. You stay and take good care of Father and Mother at home, and make sure nothing else goes wrong. I'll try to return as quickly as I can." Xu Zhixin then left.
After a while, the old lady calmed down somewhat and wrapped up the urn with the ashes, placing it in the suite of the east room. There was a cabinet there, and on top of the cabinet stood several ancestral tablets, likely belonging to the Xu family ancestors. The urn was placed at the foot of the tablets, and Mrs. Chen lit three sticks of incense, inserting them into the incense bowl, "Yurong, you're home now. This time, you will never leave us again." As the old lady spoke, tears fell once more.
Coming out of the inner room, the old lady looked at Mrs. Wei, "Yurong, don't be too heartbroken. What's done is done, and grieving is futile. We still have to live on. If nothing else, think of Wencheng and Wenchang; the children are still young."
Mrs. Wei seemed to snap back to reality, glancing over at the old master and the old lady, then at her two children, and finally at Mrs. Xue, her gaze fixed fiercely upon Mrs. Xue. "It's you, your family caused the death of Zhiyong. It was all of you, you are the real killers." With that, she lunged toward Mrs. Xue.
Mrs. Xue was caught off guard, and Mrs. Wei pounced on her, scratching her face. Jinghan, seeing this, wouldn't stand for it and grabbed Mrs. Wei's hair, "Uncle is gone, and we're all very upset, Auntie, what are you doing? Why are you attacking my mother?" Jingya, too, hugged Mrs. Wei around the waist and pulled her back.
On the side, Wencheng and Wenchang were stunned, not understanding why their mother had suddenly attacked their grandmother. Wencheng reacted more quickly and rushed forward to separate his mother from his grandmother. "Mother, my father died on the battlefield, what does that have to do with grandmother?"
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